I want to live in your heart

Chapter 55 Supervising Your Medication

"Brother He, where have you been these few days? Why haven't I seen you all this time? What do you want to give me?" Su Ruomian asked him suspiciously.

"Recently, there were some incidents at the school. I went back and met Su Yan. He was very concerned about your current situation and asked me to bring you some things."

While talking, He Xiuran handed a bag in his hand to Su Ruomian.

Su Ruomian opened the bag and took a look, it turned out to be two big jars of pickled vegetables.

Her face suddenly darkened.

This kid Su Yan must not want to eat the pickles made by Ms. Xu, that's why he asked He Xiuran to bring them over to her, in the pretense of caring for her.

Su Ruomian felt that 80.00% of her poor cooking skills were inherited from Ms. Xu.

However, Ms. Xu is still blindly confident. She likes to pickle all kinds of pickles and let Su Yan bring them to school to share with her roommates.

"Cough cough..."

He Xiuran stretched out his hand to his mouth and coughed violently a few times.

"Brother He, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

His voice was a little hoarse just now, as if he was sick.

"Well, probably because it rained a few days ago, and now I have a cold." He Xiuran coughed a few more times while speaking.

"Then have you taken any medicine?" Su Ruomian asked worriedly.

"It's just a small cold, you don't need to take medicine."

Just as He Xiuran finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

It was another professor from the archaeological team who called him to discuss some information about the ancient tomb excavated this time.

He Xiuran nodded apologetically to Su Ruomian, and while talking on the phone, he turned and left.

Su Ruomian looked at his leaving figure, feeling a little worried all the time.

He Xiuran has been very busy recently, he has to teach at school and do research here, so he has been running back and forth between the two cities.

Although he has a small cold now, if he doesn't take medicine in time, it is likely to prolong and become more serious.

Su Ruomian put the two jars of pickles in her hand on the table, turned around and went out the door.

There was a pharmacy downstairs in the hotel. She went to buy some cold medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine, and then went back to the hotel.

Only this time, she didn't go back to her room, but came directly to He Xiuran's door.

Su Ruomian knocked on the door a few times, and after a while, He Xiuran came over and opened the door.

Seeing the little girl standing outside the door, a trace of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.

He Xiuran was still holding the phone in his hand, he said a few words to the other party hastily, then hung up the phone.

"Mianmian, why are you here? What's the matter?" He looked at her with a soft and warm smile in his eyes.

"Of course there is something. I'm here to supervise you to take medicine."

Su Ruomian kept a small face on purpose, and raised the boxes of medicines in his hand at him.

He Xiuran turned his body slightly, let her in, and then closed the door.

There are only single rooms in the small hotel, and the layout of each room is the same.

After entering the door, there is a toilet and bathroom first, then a large bed and a wardrobe, and there is a table by the window.

On the table at this time, a computer was turned on, and several documents were scattered on the table, which looked a bit messy.

He Xiuran's face turned red slightly, and he strode over, "Mianmian, sit down first, it's a bit messy here, let me clean it up."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to gather up several documents on the table.

(End of this chapter)